After the person was really taken away, the villagers became even more fearful of Qin Ye's family... especially Rong Yan.
Who would want to mess with someone who could send you to the police station at the drop of a hat?
Hiding in the crowd, Qin Fugui was secretly relieved.
Damn it—He would never walk in front of that girl again.
How many days had it been? This little wench had already sent several people to the police station.
Luckily, he and his mother hadn't clashed too badly with this wench, otherwise—he might have been taken in too.
No longer able to stay here, Qin Fugui decisively turned around and left.
It was terrifying indeed.
The crowd quickly dispersed.
Everyone went home for dinner.
The small courtyard grew quiet again.
Rong Yan gave Qin Yu a thumbs up, "Not bad, quite fast, and handled the matter neatly."
Normally, at this age, one would understand, but definitely not have the courage to report to the police station.
